This is a song about "Hay dog"

And my niggas say

Before i hit the hay.

Call me a bitch call me a dog,

You be in they call log

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

Dirt dog, no tony romo

Either way, at the end of the day, i drown you in hay,

So you should move away, or join the dude 'n play

This crap is just soft as dough, dog

I smoke and let the tree talk

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Cause im vicious like a killer rabid vampire dog

Barking dog rose from the ashes

We don't ever make love

See. they say i'm a wannabe forget that i'm a gonna be. say hay

The social workers here everydaynow brenda's gotta make her own way